How did the promised redemption villain become marriage first and love later?

Wei Xiaomo looked down at the sword, silent.

When he was silent like this, his expression turned away three points, and his already indifferent face appeared even more deserted. For no reason, the whole Guishan residence fell into a certain kind of desolation.

He was looking at the sword, and Shen Xitang was looking at him.

By the way, I sighed from the bottom of my heart, everyone has a skin, but a skin that is superior to Wei Xiaomo's is indeed a favor from heaven.

If there was a third person here at this moment, he would definitely be surprised by Shen Xitang's appearance.

At this moment, Wei Xiaomo clearly kept away from strangers all over his body, but Shen Xitang looked at Wei Xiaomo as if he didn't realize it... there was something in his eyes, admiration?

Yes, it's a bit like the appreciation of art.

Wei Xiaomo's eyes moved slightly, and when he turned his eyes, he met Shen Xitang's gaze.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Shen Xitang cleared his throat, turned his gaze aside, and happened to see the pastries on the table.

"It's Yunlian Peak's supper, I'll order it and try it." She laughed a few times, trying to break the silence: "I haven't tasted it yet, but at least it looks good..."

As Shen Xitang said, his gaze shifted, and he saw the sword on Wei Xiaomo's waist.

The whole body of the sword is silvery white, it is impossible to tell what material it is made of, but there is a faint blue color on the scabbard, one look at it...

... very expensive.

Maybe it's the kind of luxury that everyone knows.

Shen Xitang originally thought that the sword he gave was pretty good, compared with his original saber...

Help.

This is not a question of comparison, this is simply leapfrogging, okay?

Wei Xiaomo was really polite, he had such a sword, but when he got hers, he said he liked it.

It's hard for him.

Shen Xitang struggled to finish the last two words while his thoughts were flying wildly: "...not bad."

Wei Xiaomo looked at the takeaway at Yunlian Peak.

The appearance is good, but in fact, he has not touched food for many years, except that his grandma brought back delicacies from all over the world after participating in various boat trips to the mainland.

But at this moment, he didn't see any abnormality on his face. He just followed Shen Xitang's words, raised his hand and picked up a piece, opened his mouth slightly, took a bite, and commented: "It's sweet when you eat it, but after the aftertaste, it's so sweet." There is a hint of fragrance in the nose, this thing melts in the mouth, I haven't eaten it for a long time."

"Really?" Shen Xitang's attention was immediately drawn to the supper.

She is indeed a little hungry.

If Wei Xiaomo hadn't been invited on a whim, she felt that ordering fried chicken tenders for supper would not be on the table, and she would not try pastries.

But if the pastry is delicious, she can take back her previous thoughts.

Shen Xitang picked up a piece and took a bite.

Yes not bad.

Her brows and eyes were stretched out, and her expression relaxed visibly, she leaned against the crabapple tree like this, and said: "I have to go to Tiger View Peak tomorrow afternoon. Master Chen asked me to enter the Eighteenth Bronze Man Give it a try."

Those eighteen bronze men are the Great Formation of the Wangling Immortal Sect to protect the mountain. It is rare for ordinary disciples to see each other except for trials. In the past, Chen Fujing always hid himself and was very harsh on the disciples underneath. It is not possible to invite disciples to guard the mountain formation.

Now that he is so generous, he is willing to let Shen Xitang try.

Thinking about it, Chen Fujing was also very satisfied with Shen Xitang.

Wei Xiaomo took a sip of the tea on the table, thinking of Shen Xitang's performance to the Eighteen Bronze Men during the recruiting ceremony.

Already very good.

But the power of the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation... is far more than what they saw during the recruiting ceremony.

As one of the mountain guard formations of the Wangling Immortal Sect, the power of the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation cannot be underestimated. After all, the mountain protection formation of the Wangling Mountain Sect is indestructible, making other sects fearful.

"You might as well bring "Shen Yan" with you to the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation on Huguan Peak." Wei Xiaomo looked at "Shen Yan" still planted under the crabapple tree, "Even if the sword skills are not that good, Shen Yan I can also help you a little bit."

"Smoke"?

Shen Xitang froze for a moment, followed Wei Xiaomo's gaze, only to realize that the sword he gave her was still on the spot.

amount.

Shen Xitang's movements were a little stiff.

There is a kind of embarrassment for the gift giver to find out that the gift recipient has neglected the gift.

Shen Xitang stiffly came under the crabapple tree, held "Shen Yan" in one hand, and with a little force, the sword broke through the ground.

She lowered her head to look at the sword in her hand, and when she held "Shen Yan" and looked back at Wei Xiaomo, she realized that he had disappeared at some point.

Only a tree of begonias in full bloom was left, and the petals scattered on the ground were also swept away.

Oh, and the little pastry crumbs she accidentally left behind are gone.

Her cheap Taoist companion... Could it be that she is a clean freak.

Shen Xitang breathed a sigh of relief.

She held Shen Yan and gestured forward twice, and the spike of the sword swayed along with it, making a few beautiful arcs in the air, the blade of the sword shone faintly under the moonlight, and even the sound of the sword was different from other swords .

Although this Shen Yan is a sword used by a female cultivator, it doesn't feel light at all, but has a very texture.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the sword should have deliberately controlled its weight to Shen Xitang's "maximum".

What a caring sword.

It was still early before bedtime, Shen Xitang thought about it, and began to practice the previous "Yanhui Yishi".

Leaning over, holding the sword, drawing the sword, and repeating, Shen Xitang came from the end of the world, and he is very familiar with this kind of thing.

It is better to practice swordsmanship leisurely here than to slash with real swords and guns through blood and fire in the last days.

The girl in front of her waved Shen Yan in her hand, and she even had the aura of a sword cultivator faintly.

After practicing for a while, Shen Xitang simply washed up and fell into a deep sleep.

As soon as she fell asleep, she had a strange dream.

In the dream, I was full of fighting spirit, holding a heavy smoke, and the voice in the gray sky was like a bell: "If you want to fight, fight!"

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Early the next morning, the small group of fans was already bustling.

Eldest Sun Yaojin urges her repeatedly: "A Tang, is Uncle A Tang there?"

Elder Sun Yaojin: "Ah Qing, is Ah Qing here?"

Changsun Yaojin: "There are brown sugar jade pillars in the canteen today, are you all up? If not, do I need to bring you some?"

Su Jing: "Why didn't you call me?"

Changsun Yaojin: "??? Are you okay? Aren't you right next to me now!"

Su Jing: "..."

Shen Xitang glanced at Pian Yunjuan in a daze, and then sensitively captured this key word.

Brown sugar jade pillar.

Good stuff, I haven't tried it, I must have one!

And when are these two good enough to have breakfast together!Thanks to you!Long Sun Yaojin!

While Shen Xitang was thinking this way, he dressed and washed at the speed of light, and rushed to the dining hall.

They also have to sweep the steps back to the mountain residence.

It's really miserable.

Helping Mrs. Jian to break through the realm is to break the realm, and punishment is to be punished. One month, one day less, one hour, and one stick of incense are not counted as one month.

sobbing.

Shen Xitang just came to the steps of Guishanju, but found that Changsun Yaojin and Lu Changqing had finished cleaning.

"Just let me repay your favor of returning to the mountain residence, and I will finish the cleaning for you today." Changsun Yaojin was very loyal, "My uncle and nephew also have to settle accounts!"

After all, she mysteriously took out her breakfast.

"Although we decided not to eat bigu, Mrs. Jian must have relevant requirements. You should be careful when eating."

Upon hearing about the food, Shen Xitang became interested.

She wants to see what Yuzhu is!

Opening the package with anticipation, two brown sugar steamed buns came into view.

Shen Xitang: "..."

Is the Wangling Immortal Sect always deceiving themselves like this?

Steamed buns are just steamed buns, why are they called so elegant!

Not even porridge!

But Changsun Yaojin's kindness was hard to turn down, and she could only swallow two dry steamed buns with tears in her eyes.

Next time I still have to go to the dining hall by myself.

They had to clean the steps, so they came very early, before the students arrived, the whole Guishan Residence looked very clean, and it felt like the air was filled with sandalwood.

Wait, sandalwood?

When Shen Xitang raised his eyes, he happened to see Mrs. Jian standing on the steps, watching her eat brown sugar buns with a blank expression.

The master feels like he is floating when he walks, and the main one is silent.

Sure enough, the class teachers all over the world are the same...and how come you really come to supervise, Master!Don't you think about sleeping in for a while early in the morning?

Fortunately, the master just took a look and left, and didn't accuse them of not having bigu.

The three of them didn't dare to be negligent, and Shen Xitang even finished the steamed buns in two or three bites, and rushed to the place where the morning class was.

Not long after, it was time for class. Master Jian was still as serious as before, but after breaking through the realm, he felt a little more fairy-tale for no reason.

The disciples under the seat also changed from the loose and sleepy appearance in the past, and seemed much more serious.

But for some reason, Shen Xitang always felt that Master Jian was staring at her and smiling.

This feeling is like when the teacher asks someone to answer a question in class, but I feel guilty for no reason, then the next step must be...

"Shen Xitang," Mrs. Jian finally called her name, "Did you benefit from your visit to Tiger View Peak yesterday?"

really!

She knows it!

Those with unwarranted guilt will be named!What kind of metaphysics is this!It turns out that the same is true for the world of cultivating immortals!

But when she went to Huguan Peak, she just got soy sauce... no, she came back after a fight, and it didn't feel like she had gained much!